It depends on the taste
Since Yang Yue Yue and the rest wanted to play, she would play along.
Joes was leaning back on the sofa, her expression calm. She casually glanced at the variety show in front of her and finished her milk.
Liu Yun and the others were not in a hurry. Although she wanted to take the initiative, she had to wait for them to make a move first.
Once the court was involved, the nature of the matter would be completely different.
He sat in the living room for a long time, watching TV while thinking. Time flew by unexpectedly.
Jossi raised her head and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. The hour hand had already reached the six position.
Now ... It was time to look for Zheng Zeyi.
"Zheng Zeyi should have prepared dinner by now. He can't possibly be waiting for me to make it for him." Joes mumbled softly, then revealed a smile.
However, an ominous premonition welled up in her heart. It better be different from what she thought.